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Yep, that happened. One minute, I was sitting in my living room holding my son and talking to a couple of my friends who were over for the holiday and the next minute I was catching my son’s poop with my bare hand. It poured out of the side of his diaper, onto my leg, into my hand, and onto the floor. Then my friend, bless her, ran for towels and started helping me catch it. That’s what friends are for, y’all … to help you catch your baby’s poo when your hand is covered in it.